Dark Avenger
- O tides of time, whose waves my eyes are unfold,
waft these ships through waters only thou hold.
Who art such warriors cloaked in darkened pest,
and the armoured one who stands tall at the crest?

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- It's Caesar who came to this land with all his
greed, killing the faith, the wood and the
priests; the land where the stug still ran free,
spoiled by hands about to steer. The little
threaten with visions in his dreams, but the roman
was much too mean; his standards with winged
golden eagles, were guided by the hands of a
wicked seer.

Iulius Caesar
As the ship sails across the sea wind blows
through my hair whispers words within my ears but
there's a voice instead this dream comes and goes
it seems a deja vu to me all the battles I have
fought all the destinies my deeds will ever change
will ever change? I hear voices they course my
fate keep saying don't come to the land where the
stug still runs free don't you come to the land!
or you might repent you and your golden eagles
won't succeed should I listen to this warning
should I take it just for real? should I keep
going forward or follow the path of my heels? so
Seer, tell me more what it really means to be is
the isle I have sought always in my dreams at the
reach of my hands? reach of my hands? I guess when
the voices will cease from saying don't come to
the land where the stug still runs free.
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Old Seer
"Oh Caesar, roman eagle why did you come to
me this poor old seer?

Iulius Caesar
Someone is calling, call out my name

Old Seer
Caesar the eagle will fly again for the last time
across the sea, and the isle you aspire to is the
answer to your dreams; in the darkness sleepily
walking all the visions in your dreams... see a
bare boy running in a forest naked and horned,
blindly bold; in some arms blue serpents sister
and brother fall in love; in the darkness I see
water and inside it one sword; thousand voices
crying for revenge I see crosses, I see blood; see
the White Queen's vows painfully broken by a dear
friend not a foe; in the darkness I see glory I
see evil I see a woman alone"

Iulius Caesar
March on, march on roman eagles march on cross the
bridge of my thrills and make the dream come true
this dream that comes and goes won't be a deja-vu
again and the battles we will fight all the
destinies my deeds will ever change no voices will
stop our fate no matter if they say don't come to
the land where the stug still runs free we are
going to the land and we won't repent we are the
Golden Eagles you will see we are going to your
land so you will be bend to our Golden eagles you
will see.